Clever, but schoolteacher beat him anyway to show him that definitions belonged to the definers - not the defined.
I get angry about things, then go on and work.
What difference do it make if the thing you scared of is real or not?
She learned the intricacy of loneliness: the horror of color, the roar of soundlessness and the menace of familiar objects lying still.
What's the world for you if you can't make it up the way you want it?
The best part of all, the absolutely most delicious part, is finishing it and then doing it over I rewrite a lot, over and over again, so that it looks like I never did.